2nd Floor Common Room, Tuesday Night

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

The common room was decked out in Christmas lights and white streamers, all up very high thanks to Chad's help. In honor of the theme, there were torn out pages from mens' magazines decorating the walls of the room. And more than a few of shirtless men as a nod to those of the female or gay alien persuasion.

A sign hung over the entrance because the theme was important.

Not allowed in unless you're showing at least 50% of your skin

And yes, there were pies of almost every flavour imaginable, especially considering how quickly random objects in the room turned into pie.

[[ooc: Please wait for OCD is up, have at it!]]

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Re: Entrance

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

To Demyx, there was no such thing as uncomfortably close. Unless you were female. He slid right up against Balthier, curling an arm around his waist and looking up into his eyes. "Oh, yeah? What's so different about now?"

Re: Entrance

[strahl-pirate.livejournal.com]

Balthier gave him a knowing smirk, giving a low seductive chuckle. "You want to know what's so different?" He smirked, caressing his cheek a moment before the smile and seduction were completely gone, leaving a bitter frown. "I grew up."

Re: Entrance

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"Growing up is overrated." Demyx kissed him anyway.

Re: Entrance

[strahl-pirate.livejournal.com]

Balthier pulled away abruptly, his eyes steely and cold. "DO NOT EVER do that again!" Seriously, his fury was near palpable and he was holding himself back from lashing out.

Re: Entrance

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx pouted, crossing his arms and glaring at Balthier with narrowed, inhumanly blue eyes. "Fine. Go ahead and be a stick-up-the-ass. See if I care anymore!" He turned and fled, fully intending to get lost in the crowd.